Something Wicked
Chapter 4: Two Little Elves

"Come on, Prince Anthony!" Mikhaela spoke as she turned around. Her impressive endowments wobbled while she did so. "We have to be at the town of Aguila by the end of the week!"

"Why are we going to Aguila?" Prince Anthony whined as he was trudging forward, while he shifted his body forward.

"We're going to meet an old friend of Mikhaela.” Cyril nodded in kind. It was not his place to correct the conduct of travel to a high class nobleman like Prince Anthony, but at least he was taught by a scholar that liked to travel alot. "Besides, we have to get away from Ravutha and her cronies before they can find us."

"Who?" Prince Anthony peered in.

"I'll explain later, right now we've got to press forward!" Cyril commanded as he marched alongside his teacher. "Onward, to Aguila!"

"Can't we just take my royal stage coach?" Anthony pleaded. "I mean, it will get us to Aguila faster, and we can take supplies with us." He then pondered something. "But who's Ravutha?"

"Someone you don't want to meet." Mikhaela responded in kind as she said the following. Her huge boobs wobbled as she made the statement, "She's beautiful on the outside, but hideous on the inside."

"Well, if she's beautiful on the outside...." Prince Anthony stroked his chin. "That's fair game enough, right?"

Cyril shrugged. "Keep in mind that we're trying to find someone who can aid us against Ravutha's tyranny." He continued walking forward. "The three of us alone won't stand up against that Dark Elf and her minions, not to mention any allies nor rivals she might have."

"So we'll need an army then!" Prince Anthony power posed. "A mighty army dedicated to the destruction of all enemies of the royal blood, or;" He did another pose in the form of his arms staggering about. "Brave warriors who will do battle against the forces of evil, and surrounded by lucious, bouncy women who would do all sorts of service!" There were visions of women dancing in his head, as well as brave soldiers fighting the armies of darkness and the like.

"We don't know who we are fighting against!" Mikhaela blasted Anthony again with a bolt of lightning as electrical surges flow through him. "Besides, I think you just got a charge of reality."

"That's just cruel." Prince Anthony sobbed as he clutched himself. If Ravutha is as beautiful as they say, no doubt would he try his whims on her. Somehow, this doesn't quite apply, as her minions have a way of finding them first.


"That little Mikhaela is starting to get on my nerves!" Ravutha screamed as she flustered herself, with her assets wobbling forth as she looked at the cauldron. She calmed down a bit to see results play out with her two other companions. "On the other hand, that little cow sorceress has not one, but two male companions with her; Cyril I already know, and a dashing young prince! His vigor will serve like any other, two for the price of one!"

"Let me guess," A goblin was busy cleaning the room while he tried to focus on the voluptuous sorceress and his task at the same time. "Ye want us to snag those stringy runts alive, one piece?"

"Please do." Ravutha smiled as she later added in, "So, any other distractions I should know about?" She bent on over wobbling her assets, causing them to sway back and forth, back and fourth.

"Please boss, I have a wife!" The cleaning goblin skittered backwards. "She'd kill me if I betray her, and I've seen what you'd do to the other boys if they looked at parts other than yer eyes!"

"At least you goblins are more cunning than I thought." She placed her hands on her hips. "What's your name?"

"You can call me Broombiter." The goblin knelt before Ravutha. "I'll have this cleaned up before you know it!"

Ravutha smiled at progress being made. The common stereotype among goblins was that they are vile and perverse creatures who'd gawk at any female with two mammary glands, regardless of race. Thankfully, there are those who stand out, learn from their mistakes, such as Broombiter and his wife. On the other hand, it really sucks to have a goblin have sex with ANYTHING, let alone another goblin. This is going to be quite an adventure.

"Sending more goblins to do battle with those crass upstarts? you never learn from your mistakes."

"Who's there?" Screamed the Dark Elf as she turned around to see..... 

An extremely tall and beautiful woman. She had short, red and black hair down to her neck, and the sultry, yet tomboyish and aggressive face, plus eyes to match. She was peachy skinned, and dressed in a mixture of royalty and armor, with a red cape, and serpentine armor pads. She was buxom, even more buxom than Ravutha, much to the latter's chagrin; point being her colossal breasts. About three to four times larger than her head, they bounced and wobbled as she walked, with an extremely comedic effect. She also had wide, birthing hips that swayed every time she walked, causing her enormous rump to bounce all over. She even had a plump stomach, which shook like a bowl full of jelly, and flapped over part of her loincloth. She also had long, powerful legs, which the legflesh wobbled forth. She looked upon the Dark Elf and said,”Well well well," The woman spoke in a very sultry voice.

The Goblin stopped his sweeping to look at the woman. Of course, if he went after either of them, what would his wife say?

"If it isn't the Dark Elf tramp, Ra-vomit-ha." The woman stopped her walking, causing her massive breasts to bounce within her armor, "So tell me, how's your complexion these days?"

"IT'S RAVUTHA!" The Dark Elf sorceress screamed out, "I don't need a servant of the Pleasure Goddess to tell me about my complexion, especially not you, Lady Contrina!"

Lady Contrina laughed as her massive breasts shook and her plump belly jiggled all the while. "I see you still hang out with the sneaky little goblins, prefer cunning intellect over mighty strength?" She arched herself, causing her armflesh to bounce, as well as her breasts and stomach. "I don't blame you, seeing
you Dark Elves aren't known for your muscle." She placed her hands on her massive tushy as it bounced. "You would've been a lousy addition to my horde of warriors, seeing that you Dark Elves, how did the delinquents put it?" She placed a armored finger to her chin, and thought for at least two seconds. Then she spoke the following words, "Suck?"

"Hey, it's not our fault that we live a cursed life!" Ravutha screamed as she flustered herself. She later pointed at the woman. "What can you possibly do that I can't?" She later jeered at the woman. "Bet you can't snag the Dragon's Ruby from that Mikhaela brat!"

"Is that a challenge, you pretender to evil?" Lady Contrina raised an eyebrow in anticipation. "Very well, I accept our little game." She then called out, "Berunka! Your mistress calls to you!"

Berunka unlatched herself from her mistresses proud tushy as it bounced and wobbled. Unlike her mistress, Berunka was a petite, weedy little necromancer who was adorned by various skeletal chains, and even having a skeleton wand to compensate for her small bust. She even had glasses on, and is quite a nerdy girl to look at, but makes up for it in the cute department. Something Prince Anthony won't even touch with a ten foot pole due to her flatness. She even had curly, blackish purple hair to her neck. "You called, mistress?" She knelt before Lady Contrina as she readied her staff.

"Make ready your spells, Berunka!" Lady Contrina announced as she turned around, causing her plump bottom to bounce. "We shall find this Mikhaela and these two, cute little boys and make them worthy slaves to the Pleasure Goddess!" She walked away, causing her butt to bounce and sway every which way.

Berunka of course, followed suit, latching herself to the warmth of Contrina's huge butt. The necromancer sunk into that buttflesh as she tried to keep up with her boss.

Ravutha growled at this. Trying to be upstaged by a Death Knight of all things, and her Necromancer sidekick! Those goblins better not screw up this time!

In speaking of screw.....

"Can I ride on your butt?" A hormonal goblin spoke as he watched the others leave while working on the sink. The Goblin, Buttrider, was in the room also and watched the whole conversation start to finish.

Broombiter covered his eyes.

Well, suffice to say that those words Buttrider spoke, were his last.


As the heroes were approaching the city of Aguila, they were just about near the city itself. Fearing that they would be actually followed by Ravutha and her minions, allies
and rivals, Cyril decided.

"Let's set up camp here." Cyril spoke as he and Mikhaela were at work trying to set up camp using their magic. Something Murdock taught Cyril how to do since he trained with him. When it was summer time, and the duo needed extra time in nature, they prepared camping spells in order to make the journeys more relaxing, especially if Cyril played an errand boy to get plants that were too far away from Greenfield.

"Why are we setting up camp?" Prince Anthony whined. "The city's not too far away, we could've just stayed at the inn. Besides, your old teacher is probably expecting us, isn't he?"

"That's the thing," Mikhaela spoke, "In recent times, the light elves have gotten some animosity towards other races, especially dwarves and goblins; plus, there could be an ambush from one of Ravutha's minions, knowing that she can pinpoint our location somehow. We want to be prepared in case it happens."

"So why don't you fellas take on the brutes yourselves and allow me to face this Ravutha myself." The prince did a smug smile. "If she's as resourceful as you say, then she would be a wonderful addition to my harem."

Cyril sweatdropped. "You obviously haven't faced Dark Elves before, have you?" He walked up towards Anthony. "In my meeting with her, she nearly drained my life force dry through an intercourse, and if she gets her mitts on Mikhaela and I again...."

"Tell you what." Prince Anthony interrupted him. "Be a dear and get some water from the nearby forest; I heard from one of my haremites that lovely water nymphs clean the water in that forest." He pointed it out to Cyril. "I'd get it myself, but I need to talk to Mikhaela about what we are up against."

Cyril frowned. "Fine, but I just want to give you fair warning if you try any funny business with Mikhaela while I'm gone." He later walked away. "Think of it not as a threat, but more like a test of restraint. Think you can do that?" Then Cyril was gone.

"Test of restraint." Prince Anthony mumbled under his breath. "I would have that guy arrested if I could." He later peered in towards Mikhaela. "So," Prince Anthony asked Mikhaela nervously. "How about that Ravutha?"


"Dere dey are." A huge, orcish monstrosity sat on top of a giant wolf while carrying a huge sword. He
was huge, bigger than the rest of his boys but nowhere near as big as a giant, nor Lady Contrina. He was dressed in primitive war gear, a fur cloak and some armor he took from royal guards as trophies to
his kills. He also had a shield made out of some wild boars he feasted upon. "Would've gotten some more boyz, but dez would get in da way; sides, dez were looking at de boss stead of me!" He growled as
his warg did the same. "Stinkin oomans, at least Ra-vu-tha is paying me with some shiny bits, as long
as I bring er dose spell zappin' oomans and dat," He let out a breath. "Ann-tony thing." He later called
out, "CHARGE!!" He kicked his huge wolf, and off they go!

All in the while, other goblins riding wolves darted right behind their boss as they left behind dust. There
were at least two other goblins on the wolves.

At the same time, Lady Contrina looked at the brute charge into the fray while devising a plan of her own. "If that brainless Dark Elf thinks she can send an equally brainless Goblin to fight someone who has
mastered the blade and wand, she can think again!" She raised her arm, causing her massive bosom to
bounce within her bikini top, and her plump belly to jiggle, not to mention her armflesh wobbling forth.
"Berunka, unleash the Bone Demon, let's see if that abhorrent brute can handle being outboned."

"Yes, mistress." With that, Berunka raised her staff as she called out as a purple aura surrounded her,

"I call upon the Dark Lord of the Forge, and the Dark Lord of the Dead, I, your humble servant beseech thee, call forth from the Forges of Death, Spawn of King Bonelaught, ARISE!!"

Berunka shot out a bolt of darkness as the clouds gather, causing sounds of suffering slaves in the forges to create the aforementioned Spawn.

"If these warriors are dangerous as Ravvy said," Lady Contrina smiled while the Bone Demon was being built in the Forges of Death, a desolate place where slaves work day and night. "We'll have to send the big guns early on, and the Dragon's Blood Ruby will be mine!"


When Prince Anthony was about to get 'friendly' with Mikhaela, he suddenly heard a noise. His pleasure was cut short by a huge wolf howl.

"What was that?" Mikhaela heard the noise.

"Probably just some wolves howling at the moon, adds to the atmosphere." Price Anthony continued his lewd business when....

"I'm serious, that was a Warg's howl!" She pointed to the top of the hill. "From what I've studied, Goblins
ride on Wargs, and tame them too!"

The two later turned around, and saw what Mikhaela spoke about the warg rider.

Indeed, it was the huge goblin, and one of Ravutha's minions, ready for a fight; Or at least trying to get
Anthony and Mikhaela back to his mistresses castle.

The huge Goblin sneered. "Dis is your last warning, Annie boy," He gloated. "Surrender the spell zapper
and your sorry arse, if ya know what's good for ya!"

Prince Anthony has never been insulted in all his life. Annie Boy? "For your information, you overgrown brute," Prince Anthony countered. "I am Prince Anthony of Callister, and I demand that you leave this place if you value your dignity and your goblinhood!" He drew his sword.

The brutish goblin laughed. "Oh, a ooman with spirit! I like dat in a fancy pants pinkskin!" He drew his sword. "I am Gruntar Da Bigstrong, and I challenge ya to a cut open duel!" He pointed it at Anthony. "If I win, den You both will be comin' with me to mis-tress Ravutha as her sex-slaves, no fancy tricks!"

Prince Anthony raised an eyebrow. "If I win, then you will have to leave us alone!"

Mikhaela facepalmed. "What did I get myself into?"

Gruntar smiled. "It's a done deal ooman." He caused his warg to stand on hind legs as it roared. "Let da fight begin!" He later charged towards Prince Anthony, with his lot of warg riders.

Prince Anthony later stood in ready as he received the charge of the first warg rider. With his sword in hand, he knew where to strike; all that training with the naked haremites riding on horses charging at him was about to pay off, only these were no naked haremites, and they were far too ugly.

Especially if Mikhaela was present.

Prince Anthony used his sword to slice a goblin off of his warg while the creature just keeled over, as well as him leaping towards another while impaling another goblin on the head. Sure, Prince Anthony got sidetracked and slapped by another warg rider and threw him off, but Prince Anthony's own hormones suddenly took over. He yearned to protect Mikhaela, especially if he's about to have her way with her.

Mikhaela, in speaking of which, has casted a blast spell focusing her energy on small bolts of lightning to electrocute the warg riders, provided her oversized melons weren't in the way. It was a struggle trying to aim with them, but at least she erected a energy shield in case a warg rider tried to impale her with a spear.

Her breasts are the reason that the warg riders are distracted, and the remaining riders later decide to circle around her, trying to surround her. They later threw nets over her, capturing her.

Mikhaela struggled in the net as she tried to cast a spell that would allow her to escape. She was quite in an arousing position, the net ropes squashed her breasts causing them to bounce. It was both arousing and
horrifying to see.

"MIKHAELA!" Prince Anthony defeated the warg rider, and leaped up and rode his mount. In the various 'horsey exercises' with the nude maidens, he was able to tame that warg and used it (Despite all sorts of struggling) to charge towards the net riders. One by one, Anthony took down the riders
with his blade while trying to control that warg as it sped towards the riders. Eventually, Prince Anthony was forced to dismount his warg and landed; He took the net off of Mikhaela as he spoke, "You certainly owe me."

"I'll think about it; but first," Mikhaela looked at Gruntar. "Let's take care of the boss!"

"HAH!" Gruntar snarled. "Weedy runts best used for weedier runts, like you!" He pointed his sword at Prince Anthony. "Even if I have to drag your sorry carcasses back to mistress Ravutha myself, I'll crump ya good, den bring yer back to de boss!"

"You'll get nothing from us, brute!" Prince Anthony and Mikhaela prepare their attacks on the boss,
when all the sudden.....

The mighty Gruntar was forced to stop his warg on the tracks. His mount heard something truly horrible,
enough for the vicious beast to scream in terror, forcing the mighty boss to control his mount. "Hold yerself I say! WHOA!"

"What's wrong, cur?" Prince Anthony smiled. "Afraid to take me on man to goblin?"

"Look!" Mikhaela pointed at the swirling energy of darkness to see something emerge from it.

A huge skeletal monstrosity with horns on its head emerged from the portal, with blood red eyes in it's
eye sockets. It was bleached bone, as well as having a tail like a whip. It even had a magical beating heart
which pumped the blood of it's victims, protected by its ribs. It had fingers like swords, and legs the
same effect. It looked like something from the fires of hell, yet also undead. It let out a roar that mixed in the moans of zombies, and the screams of victims trapped in it's bloodstream.

It was the Spawn of King Bonelaught, a foul creation of the most evil, perverted King ever to grace Asnorit.

Prince Anthony, and Mikhaela were forced to cover their ears at the horrible sound.

Gruntar however, screamed at the beast, although it was a foolish thing to do, "HEY! IZ GOT HERE FIRST! I FIGHT DA FANCY OOMAN!"

After the roaring stopped, Prince Anthony pondered for a minute, "What could have summoned it?"

Mikhaela later thought, 'Cyril, please come back soon, we don't know how long we can hold off these villains, but please get here soon.... Please?'


Long before that time where Prince Anthony was under attack by both Grundar and the Bone Demon, Cyril was ordered by the prince to get some firewood, and some water; It didn't have to be ordinary water, for Anthony preferred his water dipped by busty Water Nymphs.

'This is annoying,' thought Cyril as he ventured into the forest right on Aguila borders. 'Anthony sending me to find water while that pompous prince gets to seduce Mikhaela right under the bright moon!' He mused as he searched for water within the woods. Clean water to be exact, for the prince is quite
picky on what water he drinks. This is typical, coming from someone with a royal background. More like a royal pain, Cyril thought further. 'And what did he mean by Water Nymphs?'

Suddenly, Cyril stopped. There was some singing all across the forest, a song of bliss and wonder. As Cyril walked closer to the voice, the singing grew louder and louder. He rummaged through the bushes to see what was causing all of this.

The person that sang was in a spring was a female light elf, with snow white skin and long, flowing blonde hair. She was tall, and having her back turned to Cyril. She was as naked as the trees that surround her, while singing more and more. Something about how the wisps dance in the moonlight. It was beautiful to see.

Cyril rubbed his eyes. He found some water, and a Water Nymph! Judging from Prince Anthony's preferred method of service, he'd love some water that soaked something quite as beautiful as the Water Nymph, provided the Nymph doesn't kill him and drag him down into the waters, or something horrible. He took his bucket and scooped into the water.

The woman stopped singing. She turned around as her huge bosom wobbled forth, making all sorts of arousing noises. "Who's there?" She spoke in a calm voice.

Cyril was startled at this. He never met a Water Nymph before, and he breathed in and out. "Please, don't
hurt me, I just need some water."

The elf girl smiled. "Now why would I want to hurt you?"

Cyril got into a battle stance as he faced the 'water nymph.' "I know all about you water nymphs, luring men to their doom with their song, then dragging them down into the waters until they drown, and get devoured or something."

The elf giggled. "That would be sirens." She raised her hands as she stood up. She exposed her naked body to Cyril as she let out her hands. "I am neither water nymph nor siren, but a light elf named Uahna." She let out her hand as she smiled even more. "Would you like to put that theory to the test?"

Now that Cyril has seen the naked elf, he could figure out that she was lying to him. Cyril gulped, and removed his clothes. She doesn't sound like a water nymph or a siren, but a wonderful light elf. She could be the magical defense the heroes were looking for! He entered the lake as he walked towards Uahna. The ripples in the pond reacted when he was walking towards the elf. It was wonderful to see in this moonlight.

"Now," Uahna cooed. "Come a little closer."

“Ma’am!” Cyril froze in a heartbeat as his heart raced. "We just met! How can we think of sex at a time like this?! Besides, I got to get some firewood for my friends and...."

"Shhhhhh," Uahna smiled. "It's okay. You've been through a long journey. Let my healing magic rejuvenate you."

With that, the two entered an embrace. Cyril allowed Uahna to make the first move, and placed her hands on his back. She dug his hands into that backflesh as she massaged it, and pulled him closer to her fair bosom. Her breasts mashed in with his chest as she used her magic to make Cyril rub her back too. Somehow, it caused a sensation in the groin of Cyril as he saw his member reach out and try to kiss Uahna's ANYTHING.

"Now lie down, on the water." Uahna smiled as she casted a "Hold Person." and lied down with an aura around Cyril. She can see the erect member bobbing up and down. "Now, I will show you one of my many healing spells." She placed her mouth on the package of the young sorcerer.

Cyril tried to control himself, saving his heart for Mikhaela; unfortunately, he was preoccupied with the
light elf. He might need her in case the gang encounters some demonic creatures or undead creatures. Heck, a healer is always good to have on one's side in case the offensive spell mage is tackled, or the warrior has tuckered out being in the front.

Uahna suckled down the shaft as she darted her tongue around the member, sucking it like a popsicle. Already her warmth is healing the member, and some may say her fine breasts are adding to the power.

"OH MAN, I'm GONNA CUM!" Cyril worries that said cum might get in the lake and pollute it. Suddenly, Cyril's shaft exploded, jizzed all sorts of cum from his groin, and splattered Uahna.

When the ritual was finished, Uahna casted a spell, erecting an aura that blanketed the lake, and cleaned it. Not before she licked some of the cum that was on her face, and ate it. She was somehow used to this sort of thing. "Doesn't it feel good?"

Cyril then woke up from his orgasm and looked at himself. All of the physical battle scars were healed! All of his vitality rose! He patted himself as he stood up. Incredible! "Oh yes, but I don't want to get my mistress jealous;" He scratched his head. "I mean, we are trying to find new allies in our quest, as well as me learning some new spells; I think we just found our healer and white magic user!" He reached out and shook her hand. "The name is Cyril, by the way."

"Glad you liked it!" Uahna gave Cyril a hug as her breasts mashed in with Cyril's chest as she smiled. "But you must hurry back to your friends; Levine will be here any minute, and she loathes outsiders!"

"Too late." Cyril looked at a person standing right outside of the lake. It was indeed Levine.

Levine wasn't quite as fair as Uahna, but she was quite stern. She was dressed in a Aguilan outfit, a red tabard with symbols depicting an elven god. She was carrying a huge spear to compensate for her small.... temper. She looked upon the situation and ground her teeth. "Uahna," She spoke. "What is the meaning of this? How will your father react to you having intercourse with someone?!"

"Will you give it a rest?!" Uahna commanded. "He's my friend, and he just found someone who can help him with his quest!"

Levine lowered her spear. "Fine, but if word gets out, all of us will be sorry." She stood right next to the lake and said, "Cyril is it?"

"I am." Cyril responded in kind.

"We must return to your friends before something bad happens to them." Levine spoke as she later heard a horrible sound. A roar to be exact, that was completely far from any normal animal sound. It was later accompanied by various screams, one was from a perverted lecher, and the second,

"Mikhaela!" Cyril spoke as he got up and quickly got on his clothes when he got out of the lake. He must hurry or weird things happen to her and Anthony. Normally he would care less about what happens to Anthony, seeing that the Prince kinda deserved it for his actions, but this is an exception to this; Prince Anthony, if not rescued, would die, and the fault would point to Cyril and friends.

Uahna and Levine followed suit.


Prince Anthony stood right in front of Mikhaela as he faced both the Bone Demon and Gruntar, trying to decide which is the bigger threat.

Gruntar was big and strong, and eager to take Mikhaela back to Ravutha as a trophy and a sex slave to the Dark Elf. The Dragon's Blood Ruby, although he didn't quite know about it's purpose nor it's significance, didn't help quite a bit.

The Spawn of Bonelaught on the other hand, was a huge monstrosity, a skeletal horror that wasn't quite as
big as the Titans of Bonelaught, but still roughly about twelve feet tall. Somehow, the demon opened it's
fanged mouth and unleashed several tongue whips and darted them out at Mikhaela.

Mikhaela blasted some of the tongue whips with her magic, but the rest of them snaked up Mikhaela; wrapping the whips on her nubile body. They wrapped around her legs, and her huge breasts as they bounced and wobbled in her top, while they were pushed down. One managed to get lucky enough to toy with her butt as it tried to get inside of her.

The monstrosity lifted her up and proceed to drain her life force, as well as emitting a disturbing, aroused sound.

Cyril, Levine and Uahna arrived in the nick of time as they saw Prince Anthony and Mikhaela struggle with the two monstrosities.

"Mikhaela!" Cyril called out.

"Oh, thank the heavens you are here!" Mikhaela called back as she watched the party from Cyril's end. 

"I see you bought reinforcements!" She can barely see what's going on as her lifeforce was being drained. 

"Hurry....." She moaned as she was nearly drained of her lifeforce.

"I'll save you!" Uahna casted a holy spell which was aimed at the tongues constricting Mikhaela and destroyed them. They disintegrated right before their eyes.

The Spawn of Bonelaught roared in anger as it's source of pleasure was robbed and his tongues were cut down.

Mikhaela landed right in Cyril's arms as she said, "Tell your friend I said thanks." She smiled while saying this.

"Mikhaela," Cyril spoke, "I would've said how you'd put on some weight in those boobs, but now is not the time for commentary!" He helped Mikhaela up as he tried to lift her. "We got to defeat that monster!"

"WHICH ONE?!" Prince Anthony spoke as he saw the two creatures advance toward them.

Cyril sweat dropped. He observed that bone monster wasn't alone. "Okay, Levine and Prince Anthony
will deal with that Goblin Boss, while Uahna, Mikhaela and I will defeat that skeletal abomination!"

"Listen to Cyril, Levine." Uahna spoke.

Levine nodded.

Everyone else who is not Cyril, Gruntar nor the Spawn of Bonelaught nodded while they split into their groups. Although it was a common Roleplaying tactic to never split the party, they had to deal with two bosses at the same time. As long as the party remained together most of the time, it didn't really count as splitting the party.


Prince Anthony and Levine charged towards Gruntar while the latter did the same towards Anthony and Levine.

"I didn't catch your name, mysterious one," Prince Anthony spoke while he watched Levine go the opposite of him, running along while trying to surround Gruntar. "Who are you, and why are you helping me?"

Gruntar took his mighty sword and swung at them both, missing them. The warg king didn't do any better, as it was floundered in trying to decide if it would attack the two warriors, or keep its master on it's back.

"Levine, servant of Uahna." She responded in kind while she ran to the opposite side of Gruntar. She dodged his blade with lightning fast accuracy, and split her spear into two daggers, stabbing the warg in the leg. Blood gushed out of the wound as it howled in pain. However, this particular warg was tougher than most. "And you are?"

"Prince Anthony of Callister," He ran his sword through the other warg leg as he slashed it. "It's a pleasure to meet someone so mysterious."

Levine interrupted him as she ran across the warg as she gotten slashed by the front leg. "Just stay out of my way."

Gruntar can't believe his eyes. His prized mount being torn to pieces by a hit and run strategy! Gruntar then leaped off of his mount and leaped towards the closest runt he can swing his blade at.

Unfortunately, it was Levine, who got struck across the breast. Fortunately, the breasts weren't hurt due to being protected by that breastplate. The bad news is that said breasts flung out, wobbling. They were alot bigger than originally planned out, she compressed those breasts for a reason explained shortly.

Prince Anthony stopped his attack for a short while, as well as his adversary. Those were huge! Nowhere near as impressive as Mikhaela, but rivaled those ladies in his harem.

Levine screamed as she slapped Gruntar, for the goblin was in the way of Anthony. She covered her breasts as she curled herself in the corner. "No....." She muttered under her breath.

Jerking his head, Gruntar snarled as he raised his sword high, about to strike the elf.

Prince Anthony poked Gruntar's shoulder, causing the brute to turn around. "Excuse me." He later took his sword and slashed him while saying these words, "I," Anthony slashed him. "SAW," He slashed him in the mid section. "HER," He punched him in the face. "FIRST!" With a kick to the head, he was angry that he saw a woman that rivaled his harem, a mysterious one, attacked by a brute. Gruntar's own intellect paled in comparison to Cyril's, despite the idiotic things Anthony said to Cyril in the past.

In speaking of thick headed, Gruntar withstood all of those blows as he glared at the Prince. "Is that it, ooman?"

"IN THE NAME OF CALLISTER, I ORDER YOU TO FALL DOWN!!" Prince Anthony continued to assault the Goblin as he slashed him repeatedly, hoping the monster would do as he commanded.

Gruntar laughed as he picked up Prince Anthony as he laughed. "Ravutha's gonna like you!"

Levine couldn't decide if she would cover her breasts even more, or save Anthony's life. As shown earlier, both were quick on their feet.


Cyril dodged the Bone Demon's feet as it tried to step on him. He slashed the monstrosity as it's thick hide prevented it from being destroyed.

The Spawn of Bonelaught slashed Cyril as it lunged for an attack.

Uahna kept blasting it with holy magic to prevent it from reaching Mikhaela, but even that did not somehow destroy the demon construct. Sure, some if it's bones were cracking, but it somehow kept regenerating through the blood pumping in it's heart.

Mikhaela suddenly saw it's beating heart pumping the souls of it's victims while trying to recover being 'violated.' "Aim for the heart Cyril! The heart!"

Cyril nodded as he watched Uahna invoke an incantation. He continued running around the construct as it tried to slam Cyril with it's hands. He managed to slice the parts that Uahna blasted with her magic. He added to the damage as he caused the beast to stagger.

Not before the Bone Demon blasted a bolt of lightning from it's hand as it screamed towards Uahna.

Mikhaela blocked the attack with a barrier spell that protected both women as she called out, "Now!"

The bone construct was toppled down as it screamed.

Uahna unleashed a bolt of holy fire as it clipped Cyril's sword. Something tells Cyril it wasn't an ordinary sword; it was made of pure magic, making Cyril a warrior mage.

He charged at the construct, leaping towards the beating heart of the Bone Daemon, stabbing it with his sword infused with holy energy. The souls trapped were released from the prison as they scattered across the area. Some may say that only one soul was used to power up the demon, and without the beating heart of the construct, the monster screamed as it howled as it was destroyed; it's bones burning and disintegrating.

Cyril stood out of the battle as he looked at Mikhaela. He ran over to her as he checked upon her. "Are you alright?"

Mikhaela spoke, "I could see the suffering souls that powered up that thing, yearning to be free...." She spoke in a strange traumatic tongue. "Save us, save us please...."

"It's alright Mikhaela." Cyril said as Uahna ran up to the both of them. "I brought a light magic user to remove the taint and trauma from your body."

Uahna casted a light spell over Mikhaela as the latter looked up to her.

"A mage from the Light Elf city," Mikhaela looked up at Uahna as she said, "What's your name?"

Uahna smiled. "You can call me Uahna, a servant of the great mage of this city." She continued her work healing Mikhaela. "It's good to meet you." She placed her hands on Mikhaela's breasts as she healed the sorceress. "I met Cyril in the forest, alongside Levine, who is fighting that brutish goblin."

Mikhaela better be healed soon, they might need all the support they can get!

"Over here, brute!" Cyril screamed as Gruntar was about to drag Prince Anthony to his warg.

Gruntar was walking towards Levine as he heard the voice.

Cyril then slashed Gruntar across the face with a blade as he forced Gruntar to drop Prince Anthony. "GRRAAHH!" Screamed the brute. "My face! My perty face! You're gonna pay for that!" He took his blade and tried to attack the heroes for what they did.

Cyril blocked almost every attack, although he fell down sometimes. Even though Prince Anthony was a skilled fighter on his own, he wasn't as muscular as Gruntar.

After a while, Mikhaela and Uahna joined the battle. It was five against one, and Gruntar was heavily bloodied.

Gruntar might be a vicious bandit lord, but even he had to retreat sometimes. "So, da little oomans bought
some reinforcements." He growled. He got on his warg as the mount shrugged off any damage. "Da next time we meet, it is you that will be outnumbered!" He then rode off into the night.

"After him!" Prince Anthony spoke as he ran after the goblin when, Mikhaela held him back. "Let him go. We have a city to go to; not to mention he may lead us into an ambush."

Prince Anthony nodded. He'd rather listen to someone like Mikhaela rather than Cyril, seeing the both of them are common folk. Despite their statuses, they are still considered friends and rivals.

In speaking of friends, Levine was just putting her severed breastplate back on her bosom. She pressed it
in to make herself look flat, and to make sure her mistress Uahna was bigger than her. The truth is that it's the other way around, but Levine just refuses to admit it. As shown, she's ashamed of having larger breasts than Uahna. "Let's get this over with before mistress Uahna gets into any more trouble."

In speaking of trouble.....

"We got to press on, Aguila is just right over the forest border!" Just when Cyril was about to lead
the party to the city, he ran into two, huge and plump breasts in a black bikini, as well as an equally plump belly.

Said breasts bounced, flopped and wobbled within that bikini as the flab in her breasts tried to
escape from the confines. The belly jumped while Cyril was pushed back.

"What the?!" Cyril was shocked at the sight of those breasts as he looked at whomever would own them.

It was Lady Contrina, standing over the party. "You must be a brave lad to approach me that way." She licked her chops as she placed her hands on her wide hips. "Not to mention standing up to that Goblin brute and The Spawn of Bonelaught."

Cyril's heart just kept on pounding as he saw Contrina in all of her glory. Well, mostly her giant, bouncing
bust, the rest of the body he could care less about. He'd prefer her if she kept the curvy angle and
less plump angle.

"Aw, nothing to say?" Lady Contrina smiled as she tilted Cyril's chin. Her massive breasts wobbled forth as she leaned on over. "I don't blame you; all people are like this, especially when it comes to beautiful women like me!"

Cyril's throbbing member straightened itself up as it pumped itself for Contrina's warm welcome. A titfuck would suffice, but he would prefer the rest of her if she'd lose some weight. However, since he didn't want to offend her, he'd probably say nothing and continue to stare at her proud, bouncing bust.

"Is that a sword in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?" Lady Contrina smiled as she arched herself up, causing her huge endowments to bounce and wobble, her plump stomach having the same effect.

Suddenly, Prince Anthony stepped in as he screamed out while pushing Cyril away. "Back off!" He shouted. "She's mine! I saw her first!"

Cyril and Anthony argued on who should get inside Lady Contrina's pants, as well as doing a variety of
erotic things to her. Of course, Cyril preferred her bust rather than the rest of her, despite Contrina
being a mixture of an amazonian beauty and a plumpish woman. He had this to say,

"Yours? She touched me first!"

"A person of noble blood should mix in with noble blood, so back away!"

"You held back before, and you'll hold back again!"

"Tough talk coming from someone so small."

"Spoiled brat!"

"Weedy ingrate!"

"Harem nurser!"

"Lucky fool!"

Prince Anthony and Cyril glared at each other as they continued to see who would woo the Lady Contrina.

Lady Contrina was in pure bliss. Two cute men fighting for her hand in anything, from marriage to intercourse. She squashed her huge breasts as they bounced within her bikini, fat on her breasts flopped forth as they did so. She later lied down on her back as she got into a very erotic pose as her giant breasts and belly wobbled forth, placing one of her hands on her crotch and the other, clasping one of her huge breasts. The hand sunk deep into that boob as it bounced and wobbled, it was a squishy boob! "Tell you what,"

Cyril and Prince Anthony stopped their argument to see what Contrina has planned for both of them.

"You both can have me!" She lied on her back some more, opening up her thick legs and revealing her crotch to the two hormonal men. She placed her hands on her huge, squishy milk bags as she jiggled them in her hands. They bounced and wobbled while doing so, even causing the fat in her boobs to bounce. "Oh, my breasts are so large, that they will feed both of you for your travels." She purred as she watched the two men advance toward her.

While she was doing this pose, she created an aura of glamour that was drawn from the Pleasure Goddess's own pheromones, directed towards Cyril and Anthony. Those two can see Contrina if she lost some weight and became a curvy vixen. The rest of the party can see her as the plumpish woman she really is, but still sexy.

Cyril wasn't as hormonal as Anthony was, but after that glamour change, he still wasn't as hormonal.

Unfortunately, this happens.

"NO WAY AM I SHARING HER WITH YOU!" Prince Anthony barked.

"Come on, this is the opportunity we've been waiting for!" Cyril responded while under the influence of the glamour. "Besides, either you'd learn to share, or people will think you are as greedy as-“

"I said I am not sharing!" Anthony countered. "If my shaft collides with yours..."

"Look, why don't you get one side while..." Before Cyril and Prince Anthony argued some more, both Uahna and Levine smacked the two of them upside the head; Uahna for Cyril and Levine for Anthony. They later dragged them both out of sight. Thankfully, both of the men were out of the glamour as it wore off.

Lady Contrina got up as her giant breasts and belly shook and bounced. All that fat in her breasts wobbled as well. "Well that was disappointing." She shrugged her shoulders, causing those boobs to bounce again. "They would've made great additions to the Horde of The Pleasure Goddess." Suddenly, she saw one member of the party left, and the latter was pissed.

"You got some nerve barging in like you are some sort of sex goddess!" It was Mikhaela. She was ticked off that Contrina was able to seduce Cyril and Anthony just by standing there.

"And you are?" Contrina raised an eyebrow.

"Mikhaela, Cyril's teacher and friend to Prince Anthony, and I suggest you walk away if you know what's good for you." She pointed at Lady Contrina as she poked the bulging boob as it jiggled.

"So you're the one everyone's talking about!" Lady Contrina realized something. "Tis a shame that your
boobs are not real!"

Mikhaela raised her own eyebrow. "What did you say?"

"Did I strike a nerve?" Lady Contrina smiled as she shook her own bosom as it swung. All that fat in her
breasts shook and wobbled as she did so. "You must've used some sort of magic to make those boobs so huge, to compensate for your really small bust!" She reached out and grabbed Mikhaela's boobs. Her hands dug into those mounds as she played with them for a bit.

Mikhaela moaned as she had her boobs squeezed.

Lady Contrina later pulled the boob from the confines of the outfit, and smiled, "Augmented as they are,
they're quite tasty." She then dove in and suckled at it while nursing on that boob. She did so for a
while, then stopped to say, "Still, an augmented boob is an augmented boob, no matter how perfect they may seem." Lady Contrina then hefted her mountains. "I on the other hand, am a hundred percent natural
woman, something even petty magic won't surpass!" She jiggled her breasts right in front of Mikhaela leading to the sorceress saying....

"Rest assured, my mother was quite the overdeveloped lass herself; As for you...." She then proceeded to
reach out and removed the bikini top from Contrina.

Contrina's massive, plump endowments wobbled forth as they slapped her stomach, causing it to bounce.
They flopped as well as her stomach doing the same.

Mikhaela then proceeded to take her hands and squeezed one of Contrina's giant, plump milk bags. Her hands dug into that titflesh as the fat in Contrina's boobs are bouncing. The fingers were almost swallowed by that fat in Contrina's boob as she dug deeper. They were really squishy!

Lady Contrina let out some erotic moans as her breasts were being fondled.

Mikhaela then proceeded to place her mouth over Contrina's nipple and suckled at it. The sorceress took all that fat that accompanied the boob and nursed it as well, her head was sunk into that flesh mountain as she continued nursing and suckling. Her head was nearly devoured by that boob, layers and layers of fat that flopped over said head, while Mikhaela continued her work.

Lady Contrina was enjoying the rush. Mikhaela would be a wonderful addition to the Pleasure Goddess's horde! "Oh yes!" Contrina cooed as she watched Mikhaela suckle her fat filled boob. "Suckle mommy's big, juicy breasts, let the warmth flow!"

Mikhaela then lowered Contrina while still nursing on that boob. She then took her free hand and rubbed
Contrina's belly. Her hands dug into that bellyflesh as she rubbed it. She took her other hand and placed it
on Contrina's massive butt as her hand dug right into that buttcheek. It bounced while doing so, as well as
the previously mentioned belly. Mikhaela's own breasts were squashing Contrina's crotch.

"Oh Mikhaela, you are so naughty!" Contrina cooed as she had her butt and belly played with, while still
having her breast suckled. "No wonder Ravutha wanted you so badly, not to mention being a servant of
the Pleasure Goddess, you must really do this alot!"

Saying nothing, Mikhaela continued sucking on Contrina's massive boob as her head was now devoured by the fat in Contrina's giant breast. She continued to massage Contrina's huge butt as her hand dug into that buttflesh, as well as the other hand squeezing Contrina's plump belly, jiggling it all the while. Her own breasts continue getting mashed into the crotch as they bounced too.

"Oh, Mikhaela, I'm cumming, I'M CUMMING! FOR THE PLEASURE GODDESS!" It was then that Lady Contrina came, and enjoyed the rush from not only having her boob suckled, but her belly and butt played with and massaged too. Cum drippled down her crotch and some of it stained Mikhaela's own boobs mashed into it.

Mikhaela unlatched herself from Contrina's boob and removed herself from Lady Contrina's body. Said boob bounced and wobbled as Mikhaela unlatched herself from it.

Contrina herself was breathing heavily. Cum ran down her crotch, but at the same time, she felt stronger.

"I agree that your breasts are natural," Mikhaela began as she wiped herself off. "However, they're also flabby as well." Mikhaela walked away. "I'll learn more of this
Pleasure Goddess while I'm in town, or at least get a refresher course." She later winked. "I'll see you later." Then she was gone.


"Wake up, mistress!" It was Berunka, who shook Lady Contrina as she looked at her mistresses eyes.

Contrina woke up to see Berunka's face. "Where am I?" She spoke.

Berunka later said, "Still near the outskirts of Aguila, but we somehow lost the Ruby we were looking for."

Lady Contrina got up, and when she did, her huge breasts and belly bounced and wobbled as she screamed out, "I WAS SO CLOSE TO GETTING THAT RUBY WHEN THAT SORCERESS OUTSMARTED ME!" She stomped her foot causing her chest and stomach to bounce again. "Is this the reason Ravutha also failed to get that ruby, those children are smarter than they appear?!" She later clenched her fist. "On the other hand, I received a blessing from the Pleasure Goddess herself, seeing that woman is far more powerful than she appears to be, not to mention having the means to turn the party against each other!" Then she realized something. "What did she mean by calling my wonderful breasts FLABBY?!"

"We must withdraw and regroup," Berunka began, "I sense a partol searching around this region
for the light elf partly responsible for the Spawn of Bonelaught's destruction, and the two of us alone won't stand up to their higher light magic users, especially not that Great Mage I keep hearing horror stories about; Plus, we don't want to cause attention to ourselves yet."

Lady Contrina, despite being built like a tank, was no dummy. Sure, she would invade the city herself
with guns ablazing, but with so many defenses around the perimeter would be too much for even herself and Berunka's army of undead would take; not to mention Ravutha's own horde of Goblins and Gremlins.

"Very well," Lady Contrina spoke, "We'll go your way, for now."

The two left the area, with Contrina's butt bouncing, and causing Berunka to jump when said butt swayed
into her in a comical fashion. Not only to regroup, but a possible change of wardrobe due to that, 'incident.'


"Letgoletgoletgo!"

"Not until you say you're sorry!" Uahna dragged Cyril as the latter struggled to hold on. Despite Uahna
being a refined light elf, she can still be a wild child, something she picked up from both animals and
the more savage Wood Elf sects. She threw him to the ground as she said, "I can't believe you gawked at
that Death Knight Cow! It's a good thing you didn't get killed by her!"

"Please!" Cyril pleaded towards Uahna. "I lost control when I looked at her, not to mention never seeing
someone of that body type before! Please don't look at me the wrong way because of my interests!"

Uahna smiled again. "It's alright, you're forgiven. You're not the first man who I gave pleasure to, and if we play our cards right, you shall not be the last."

"I'm not?" Cyril wondered this as he looked at the other side of the spectrum.

Meanwhile, Prince Anthony was thrown across the way by Levine as he said, "Oh, are we jealous already?" He did so with a smug smile. "It's okay to be envious, alot of my haremites are that way."

"You have a harem?!" Levine was shocked at this.

"Is that a problem?" Anthony peered in.

"No," Levine blushed at this. "I've seen mistress Uahna on some wild adventures, thus gaining those men and women as fans, keeping an oath." She later snapped out of this as she shook her head. "Why am I telling you the later parts of this? It's supposed to be a secret!"

"You can't hide anything from me!" Prince Anthony advanced toward Levine as he pulled out his hand.
"None of my haremites ever kept a secret from me, why must you?"

Levine pointed her sword at Anthony. "I'm not your haremite." She spoke in a cold tone. "Just a friend
who happens to be a girl, that's all." She later saw some patrolmen surrounding them. "Oh great." She groaned at this.

There were patrolmen dressed in nightwatch garb, and shining lights at the heroes. "Aren't you kids supposed to be in bed?" One of the guards spoke.

Cyril responded, "We're trying to get to the city so we can rest up for the evening." He later looked around as he realized something. "Where's Mikhaela?"

"I don't know." Prince Anthony responded. "Last time we were facing some woman, then it was a blur." He looked at the guards. "Oh man, we're in trouble now."

"There she is!" Another guard spoke as he looked at Uahna.

Suddenly, the father, a man who looks like a masculine version of his daughter stepped forward. He looked rather young and despite his age, he was still chipper. He glared at his daughter as he said, "So, you've shown your true colors at last."

Uahna was shocked. "Father, it's not what you think!"

"Spare me your fanciful excuses!" The father commanded. "I did not raise you so you can go on these smutty adventures while you were supposed to do your duties as a mage? How would your mother react to these outbursts?!"

Uahna stamped her foot. "I'm a grown woman now, I'm not a child anymore!"

"DON'T RAISE YOUR VOICE AT ME YOUNG LADY!" The father grew even colder. He then gave the order to his guards, "Arrest them all! We shall see if you deserve to get off with a warning, and that goes double for your friends!"

Cyril then thought the following, 'I thought my first visit at Aguila was going to be glamourous. How wrong I was.'

The rest of the guards surrounded the heroes and cuffed them, hauling them back to the city jail in preparation for a trial. Since these elves were raised by law, a trial is the most reasonable way to see if a person deserved to be called, guilty or innocent.

Mikhaela somehow arrived too late as she saw Cyril and her friends get carted off by the night patrol. 'This is bad' she thought. If she tried to go in and rescuethem now, it would be a bad rap on her score sheet, not to mention getting the ire of the elves. She had to speak to the High Mage of the city, and get his help to free her friends! Can she do it before something bad happens to her friends, Cyril, Anthony, and newcomers Uahna and Levine?